Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
2. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
3. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
4. Sight 1/13/2003
5. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
6. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
7. George Gissing 1/13/2003
8. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
9. On Cheating The Fiddler 1/13/2003
10. George Sand 1/13/2003
11. Harriet Beecher Stowe 1/13/2003
12. The Dramatists 1/13/2003
13. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
14. The Leal 1/13/2003
15. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
16. Roundel 1/13/2003
17. The Homebody 1/13/2003
18. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
19. Salome's Dancing-Lesson 1/3/2003
20. Partial Comfort 1/3/2003
21. D.G. Rossetti 1/3/2003
22. Requiescat 1/13/2003
23. Prisoner 1/13/2003
24. The Maid-Servant At The Inn 1/13/2003
25. Ornithology For Beginners 1/13/2003
26. The Immortals 1/13/2003
27. Recurrence 1/13/2003
28. Garden-Spot 1/13/2003
29. Renunciation 1/13/2003
30. Liebestod 1/13/2003
31. Hearthside 1/13/2003
32. To Newcastle 1/3/2003
33. Prayer For A Prayer 1/13/2003
34. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
35. Lines On Reading Too Many Poets 1/13/2003
36. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
37. The Little Old Lady In Lavender Silk 1/3/2003
38. Reuben's Children 1/13/2003
39. Victoria 1/13/2003
40. The Gentlest Lady 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Dorothy Parker

A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

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Dilemma

If I were mild, and I were sweet,
And laid my heart before your feet,
And took my dearest thoughts to you,
And hailed your easy lies as true;
Were I to murmur "Yes," and then
"How true, my dear," and "Yes," again,
And wear my eyes discreetly down,
And tremble whitely at your frown,
And keep my words unquestioning

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